THE WONDER CLOCK - 24 Marvelous Stories for Children

By Howard Pyle

It is rare indeed when a writer's original stories are regarded as masterpieces on a par with the great folkloristic fairy tales which have been handed down through the ages. However, Howard Pyle's absorbing tales have for generations enjoyed such overwhelming popularity with boys and girls that they have earned this unique distinction. This collection includes 24 of his most entertaining and imaginative works

In The Wonder Clock you will find a fairy tale for each hour of the day – 24 in all. A short verse introduces each fairy tale. In addition, you will also find the stories embellished by 122 full page pen and ink illustrations which will keep children and adults engaged for hours.
Also known as Four-and-Twenty Marvellous Tales were written by Howard Pyle and illustrated by his sister Katharine Pyle, an author and illustrator in her own right, penned and added the 24 poems which can be found at the start of every hour of the day.

We do suggest reading a tale-a-day at bedtime. Maybe you can stretch some of the longer tales over 2 days. This way you make the stories in this book last a whole month.
Included are tales:
I - Bearskin
II. - The Water of Life
III. - How One Turned his Trouble to Some Account
IV. - How Three Went out into the Wide World
V. - The Clever Student and the Master of Black Arts
VI. - The Princess Golden-Hair and the Great Black Raven
VII. - Cousin Greylegs, the Great Red Fox, and Grandfather Mole
VIII. - One Good Turn Deserves Another
IX. - The White Bird
X. - How the Good Gifts were Used by Two
XI. - How Boots Befooled the King
XII. - The Step-mother
XIII. - Master Jacob XIV. - Peterkin and the Little Grey Hare
XV. - Mother Hildegarde
XVI. - Which is Best
XVII. - The Simpleton and his Little Black Hen
XVIII. - The Swan Maiden
XIX. - The Three Little Pigs and the Ogre
XX. - The Staff and the Fiddle
XXI. - How the Princess’s Pride was Broken
XXII. - How Two Went into Partnership
XXIII. - King Stork
XXIV. - The Best that Life has to Give

KEYWORDS/TABS:
Wonder clock, Howard Pyle, Katharine Pyle, 24, fairy tales, folk tales, fables, children’s stories, Bearskin, Water of Life, Turn Trouble, Account, Three, Wide World, Clever Student, Master, Black Arts, Princess, Golden-Hair, Great Black Raven, Cousin Greylegs, Great Red Fox, Grandfather Mole, One Good Turn, White Bird, Good Gifts, Boots, fooled, King, Queen, Prince, Step-mother, Master Jacob, Peterkin, Little Grey Hare, rabbit, Mother Hildegarde, Best, Simpleton, Little Black Hen, Swan Maiden, Little Pigs, Ogre, Staff, Fiddle, Pride, Broken, Partnership, King Stork,

• Language: English
• Publisher: Abela Publishing
• Release date: Oct 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9791220208192

Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle (1853-1911) was an American author and illustrator known for his classic stories and stunning visuals. In 1883, he produced a groundbreaking novel based on English folklore called The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood. The majority of Howard’s work caters to younger audiences, often focusing on medieval heroes and villains. Some of his most notable titles include Otto of the Silver Hand, and The Story of King Arthur and His Knights.

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The

WONDER CLOCK

or

Four & Twenty Marvellous Tales, Being One For Each Hour Of The Day; Written & Illustrated

By

Howard Pyle.

Embellished With Verse By

Katharine Pyle

.

Originally Published By

Harper & Brothers, New York

[1887]

Resurrected By

Abela Publishing, London

[2020]

The Wonder Clock

Typographical arrangement of this edition

© Abela Publishing 2020

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Abela Publishing,

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United Kingdom

2020

ISBN-13: 978-X-XXXXXX-XX-X

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Preface

put on my dream-cap one day and stepped into Wonderland.

Along the road I jogged and never dusted my shoes, and all the time the pleasant sun shone and never burned my back, and the little white clouds floated across the blue sky and never let fall a drop of rain to wet my jacket. And by and by I came to a steep hill.

I climbed the hill, though I had more than one tumble in doing it, and there, on the tip top, I found a house as old as the world itself.

That was where Father Time lived; and who should sit in the sun at the door, spinning away for dear life, but Time’s Grandmother herself; and if you would like to know how old she is you will have to climb to the top of the church steeple and ask the wind as he sits upon the weather-cock, humming the tune of Over-yonder song to himself.

Good-morning, says Time’s Grandmother to me.

Good-morning, says I to her.

And what do you seek here? says she to me.

I come to look for odds and ends, says I to her.

Very well, says she; just climb the stairs to the garret, and there you will find more than ten men can think about.

Thank you, says I, and up the stairs I went. There I found all manner of queer forgotten things which had been laid away, nobody but Time and his Grandmother could tell where.

viOver in the corner was a great, tall clock, that had stood there silently with never a tick or a ting since men began to grow too wise for toys and trinkets.

But I knew very well that the old clock was the

Wonder Clock;

so down I took the key and wound it—gurr! gurr! gurr!

Click! buzz! went the wheels, and then—tick-tock! tick-tock! for the Wonder Clock is of that kind that it will never wear out, no matter how long it may stand in Time’s garret.

Down I sat and watched it, for every time it struck it played a pretty song, and when the song was ended—click! click!—out stepped the drollest little puppet-figures and went through with a dance, and I saw it all (with my dream-cap upon my head).

But the Wonder Clock had grown rusty from long standing, and though now and then the puppet-figures danced a dance that I knew as well as I know my bread-and-butter, at other times they jigged a step I had never seen before, and it came into my head that maybe a dozen or more puppet-plays had become jumbled together among the wheels back of the clock-face.

So there I sat in the dust watching the Wonder Clock, and when it had run down and the tunes and the puppet-show had come to an end, I took off my dream-cap, and—whisk!—there I was back home again among my books, with nothing brought away with me from that country but a little dust which I found sticking to my coat, and which I have never brushed away to this day.

Now if you also would like to go into Wonderland, you have only to hunt up your dream-cap (for everybody has one somewhere about the house), and to come to me, and I will show you the way to Time’s garret.

That is right! Pull the cap well down about your ears.

Here we are! And now I will wind the clock. Gurr! gurr! gurr!

Tick-tock! tick-tock!

Table of Contents

I. - Bearskin

II. - The Water of Life

III. - How One Turned his Trouble to Some Account

IV. - How Three Went out into the Wide World

V. - The Clever Student and the Master of Black Arts

VI. - The Princess Golden-Hair and the Great Black Raven

VII. - Cousin Greylegs, the Great Red Fox, and Grandfather Mole

VIII. - One Good Turn Deserves Another

IX. - The White Bird

X. - How the Good Gifts were Used by Two

XI. - How Boots Befooled the King

XII. - The Step-mother

XIII. - Master Jacob

XIV. - Peterkin and the Little Grey Hare

XV. - Mother Hildegarde

XVI. - Which is Best

XVII. - The Simpleton and his Little Black Hen

XVIII. - The Swan Maiden

XIX. - The Three Little Pigs and the Ogre

XX. - The Staff and the Fiddle

XXI. - How the Princess’s Pride was Broken

XXII. - How Two Went into Partnership

XXIII. - King Stork

XXIV. - The Best that Life has to Give

List of Illustrations

FRONTISPIECE

Head-piece—Preface

Head-piece—Table of Contents

Head-piece—List of Illustrations

ONE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Bearskin

The Baby drifts to the River’s Bank in the Basket

Bearskin parts from the Princess

The Princess weeps

Bearskin and the Swineherd feast together

TWO O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Water of Life

The King gazes upon the Picture

The North Wind flies with the Faithful Servant

The King brings the Water of Life to the Princess

The Faithful Servant gives the King his Golden Bracelet

THREE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How One Turned his Trouble to Some Account

The Soldier takes Trouble to Town

The Soldier brings Trouble to the King

The Giants fight one another

The Rich Man takes Trouble home

FOUR O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How Three went out into the Wide World

The Grey Goose meets the Sausage

The Great Red Fox calls upon the Cock

The Great Red Fox calls upon the Sausage

The Great Red Fox rests softly

FIVE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Clever Student and the Master of Black Arts

A Princess walks beside the River

Clever Student and the Princess

The Master of Black Arts and the Little Black Hen

The Master of Black Arts is caught in his Tricks

SIX O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Princess Golden-Hair and the Great Black Raven

The King meets the Great Black Raven

The Princess Golden-Hair drinks

Princess Golden-Hair comes to Death’s Door

The Princess finds the Prince

SEVEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Cousin Greylegs, the Great Red Fox, and Grandfather Mole

Cousin Greylegs and the Great Red Fox go to the Fair

Cousin Greylegs runs away with the Bag

The Great Red Fox meets Grandfather Mole

The Great Red Fox tries the Fire

EIGHT O’CLOCK

Head-piece—One Good Turn Deserves Another

The Young Fisherman catches a Strange Fish

The Young Fisherman and the Grey Master

The Grey Master is caught in the Water

The Princess finds the Young Fisherman

NINE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The White Bird

The Prince knocks at the Door of the Poor Little House

The Prince finds the Three Giants sleeping

The Prince finds the Sword of Brightness

The White Bird knows the Prince

TEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How the Good Gifts were used by Two

St. Nicholas knocks at the Rich Man’s Door

St. Nicholas in the Poor Man’s House

The Poor Man welcomes St. Christopher

The Saints feast in the Rich Man’s House

ELEVEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How Boots befooled the King

Peter goes to the King’s Castle

Paul comes Home again

The Old Woman smashes her Pots and Crocks

The Councillor finds a Wisdom-sack

TWELVE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Step-mother

The Step-daughter follows the Golden Ball

The Young King brings the Maiden up from the Pit

The Step-mother bewitches the Young Queen

The Young King caresses the White Dove

ONE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Master Jacob

Master Jacob brings his Fat Pig to Town

Master Jacob and his Black Goat

The Three Cronies and the Black Goat

Master Jacob meets the Three Cronies

TWO O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Peterkin and the Little Grey Hare

Peterkin in his Fine Clothes

Peterkin carries away the Giant’s Goose

Peterkin brings the Silver Bell to the King

Peterkin combs the Giant’s Hair

THREE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Mother Hildegarde

The Princess comes to Mother Hildegarde’s Door

The Princess looks into the Jar

The Wood-pigeons feed the Princess

Mother Hildegarde carries away the Baby

FOUR O’CLOCK

Head-piece—Which is Best?

The Rich Brother leaves the Poor Brother in Blindness

The Poor Man finds the Little Door

The Poor Man finds that which is the Best

The Rich Man finds that which he Deserves

FIVE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Simpleton and his Little Black Hen

Caspar starts to Town with his Little Black Hen

Caspar finds a Bag of Money

Three of them share the Money

Caspar rides to the King’s Castle

SIX O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Swan Maiden

The Swan carries the Prince on its Back

The Prince comes to the Three eyed Witch’s House

The Swan Maiden helps the Young Prince

The Witch and the Woman of Honey and Meal

SEVEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Three Little Pigs and the Ogre

The Ogre meets the Three Little Pigs in the Forest

The Ogre climbs the Tree

The Ogre shuts his Eyes and counts

The Ogre sticks fast in the Window

EIGHT O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Staff and the Fiddle

The Fiddler helps the Old Woman

The Fiddler and the Dwarf

The Fiddler finds the Princess

The Fiddler and the Little Black Mannikin

NINE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How the Princess’s Pride was broken

The Gooseherd plays with the Golden Ball

The King peeps over the Hedge

The Princess takes her Eggs to Market

The Princess knows the Young King

TEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—How Two Went into Partnership

The Great Red Fox goes to the Store-house

The Great Red Fox frightens Father Goat

The Great Red Fox and Uncle Bear at the Store-house

The Bear and the Fox go to Farmer John’s again

ELEVEN O’CLOCK

Head-piece—King Stork

The Drummer helps the Old Man

The Princess comes forth from the Castle at Night

The Drummer helps himself

The Drummer catches the One-eyed Raven

TWELVE O’CLOCK

Head-piece—The Best that Life has to Give

The Blacksmith steals the Dwarf’s Pine-cones

The Blacksmith chooses the Raven

The Blacksmith brings the Little Bird to the Queen

The Young Blacksmith Forges the Ring

One O’clock

ONE O’CLOCK

One of the Clock, and silence deep ☾

Then up the Stairway, black and steep

The old House-Cat comes creepy-creep

With soft feet goes from room to room

Her green eyes shining through the gloom,

And finds all fast asleep. ○

K.P.

I

Bearskin

There was a king travelling through the country, and he and those with him were so far away from home that darkness caught them by the heels, and they had to stop at a stone mill for the night, because there was no other place handy.

While they sat at supper, they heard a sound in the next room, and it was a baby crying.

The miller stood in the corner, back of the stove, with his hat in his hand. What is that noise? said the king to him.

Oh! it is nothing but another baby that the good storks have brought into the house to-day, said the miller.

Now there was a wise man travelling along with the king, who could read the stars and everything that they told as easily as one can read one’s A B C’s in a book after one knows them, and the king, for a bit of a jest, would have him find out what the stars had to foretell of the miller’s baby. So the wise man went out and took a peep up in the sky, and by and by he came in again.

Well, said the king, and what did the stars tell you?

The stars tell me, said the wise man, that you shall have a daughter, and that the miller’s baby, in the room yonder, shall marry her when they are old enough to think of such things.

What! said the king, and is a miller’s baby to marry the princess that is to come! We will see about that. So the next day he took the miller aside and talked and bargained, and bargained and talked, until the upshot of the matter was that the miller was paid two hundred dollars, and the king rode off with the baby.

As soon as he came home to the castle he called his chief forester to him. Here, says he, take this baby and do thus and so with it, and when you have killed it bring its heart to me, that I may know that you have really done as you have been told.

So off marched the forester with the baby; but on his way he stopped at home, and there was his good wife working about the house.

Well, Henry, said she, what do you do with the baby?

Oh! said he, I am just taking it off to the forest to do thus and so with it.

Come, said she, it would be a pity to harm the little innocent, and to have its blood on your hands. Yonder hangs the rabbit that you shot this morning, and its heart will please the king just as well as the other.

Thus the wife talked, and the end of the business was that she and the man smeared a basket all over with pitch and set the baby adrift in it on the river, and the king was just as well satisfied with the rabbit’s heart as he would have been with the baby’s.

But the basket with the baby in it drifted on and on down the river, until it lodged at last among the high reeds that stood along the bank. By and by there came a great she-bear to the water to drink, and there she found it.

Now the huntsmen in the forest had robbed the she-bear of her cubs, so that her heart yearned over the little baby, and she carried it home with her to fill the place of her own young ones. There the baby throve until he grew to a great strong lad, and as he had fed upon nothing but bear’s milk for all that time, he was ten times stronger than the strongest man in the land.

One day, as he was walking through the forest, he came across a woodman chopping the trees into billets of wood, and that was the first time he had ever seen a body like himself. Back he went to the bear as fast as he could travel, and told her what he had seen. That, said the bear, is the most wicked and most cruel of all the beasts.

Yes, says the lad, that may be so, all the same I love beasts like that as I love the food I eat, and I long for nothing so much as to go out into the wide world, where I may find others of the same kind.

At this the bear saw very well how the geese flew, and that the lad would soon be flitting.

See, said she, "if you must go out into the wide world you must. But you will be wanting help before long; for the ways of the world are not peaceful and simple as they

are here in the woods, and before you have lived there long you will have more needs than there are flies in summer. See, here is a little crooked horn, and when your wants grow many, just come to the forest and blow a blast on it, and I will not be too far away to help you."

So off went the lad away from the forest, and all the coat he had upon his back was the skin of a bear dressed with the hair on it, and that was why folk called him Bearskin.

He trudged along the high-road, until he came to the king’s castle, and it was the same king who thought he had put Bearskin safe out of the way years and years ago.

Now, the king’s swineherd was in want of a lad, and as there was nothing better to do in that town, Bearskin took the place and went every morning to help drive the pigs into the forest, where they might eat the acorns and grow fat.

One day there was a mighty stir throughout the town; folk crying, and making a great hubbub. What is it all about? says Bearskin to the swineherd.

What! and did he not know what the trouble was? Where had he been for all of his life, that he had heard nothing of what was going on in the world? Had he never heard of the great fiery dragon with three heads that had threatened to lay waste all of that land, unless the pretty princess were given up to him? This was the very day that the dragon was to come for her, and she was to be sent up on the hill back of the town; that was why all the folk were crying and making such a stir.

So! says Bearskin, and is there never a lad in the whole country that is man enough to face the beast? Then I will go myself if nobody better is to be found. And off he went, though the swineherd laughed and laughed, and thought it all a bit of a jest. By and by Bearskin came to the forest, and there he blew a blast upon the little crooked horn that the bear had given him.

Presently came the bear through the bushes, so fast that the little twigs flew behind her. And what is it that you want? said she.

I should like, said Bearskin, to have a horse, a suit of gold and silver armor that nothing can pierce, and a sword that shall cut through iron and steel; for I would like to go up on the hill to fight the dragon and free the pretty princess at the king’s town over yonder.

Very well, said the bear, look back of the tree yonder, and you will find just what you want.

Yes; sure enough, there they were back of the tree: a grand white horse that champed his bit and pawed the ground till the gravel flew, and a suit of gold and silver armor such as a king might wear. Bearskin put on the armor and mounted the horse, and off he rode to the high hill back of the town.

By and by came the princess and the steward of the castle, for it was he that was to bring her to the dragon. But the steward stayed at the bottom of the hill, for he was afraid, and the princess had to climb it alone, though she could hardly see the road before her for the tears that fell from her eyes. But when she reached the top of the hill she found instead of the dragon a fine tall fellow dressed all in gold and silver armor. And it did not take Bearskin long to comfort the princess, I can tell you. Come, come, says he, dry your eyes and cry no more; all the cakes in the oven are not burned yet; just go back of the bushes yonder, and leave it with me to talk the matter over with Master Dragon.

The princess was glad enough to do that. Back of the bushes she went, and Bearskin waited for the dragon to come. He had not long to wait either; for presently it came flying through the air, so that the wind rattled under his wings.

Dear, dear! if one could but have been there to see that fight between Bearskin and the dragon, for it was well worth the seeing, and that you may believe. The dragon spit out flames and smoke like a house afire. But he could do no hurt to Bearskin, for the gold and silver armor sheltered him so well that not so much as one single hair of his head was singed. So Bearskin just rattled away the blows at the dragon—slish, slash, snip, clip—until all three heads were off, and there was an end of it.

After that he cut out the tongues from the three heads of the dragon, and tied them up in his pocket-handkerchief.

Then the princess came out from behind the bushes where she had lain hidden, and begged Bearskin to go back with her to the king’s castle, for the king had said that if any one killed the dragon he should have her for his wife. But no; Bearskin would not go to the castle just now, for the time was not yet ripe; but, if the princess would give them to him, he would like to have the ring from her finger, the kerchief from her bosom, and the necklace of golden beads from her neck.

The princess gave him what he asked for, and a sweet kiss into the bargain, and then Bearskin mounted upon his grand white horse and rode away to the forest. Here are your horse and armor, said he to the bear, and they have done good service to-day, I can tell you. Then he tramped back again to the king’s castle with the old bear’s skin over his shoulders.

Well, says the swineherd, and did you kill the dragon?

Oh, yes, says Bearskin, I did that, but it was no such great thing to do after all.

At that, the swineherd laughed and laughed, for he did not believe a word of it.

And now listen to what happened to the princess after Bearskin had left her. The steward came sneaking up to see how matters had turned out, and there he found her safe and sound, and the dragon dead. Whoever did this left his luck behind him, said he, and he drew his sword and told the princess that he would kill her if she did not swear to say nothing of what had happened. Then he gathered up the dragon’s three heads, and he and the princess went back to the castle again.

There! said he, when they had come before the king, and he flung down the three heads upon the floor, "I have killed the dragon and